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Log; on-going
When; Right after TenTen's rescue run
Rating; No rating yet
Characters; Ino, Shikamaru, and Chouji... and whatever other Konoha-nin decide to stop by Apartment 5
Summary; Team 10 regroups after the rescue, to heal, talk, and perhaps bring a few secrets to light
Log;
Rating; No rating yet
Characters; Ino, Shikamaru, and Chouji... and whatever other Konoha-nin decide to stop by Apartment 5
Summary; Team 10 regroups after the rescue, to heal, talk, and perhaps bring a few secrets to light
Log;
Chouji had been miserable ever since TenTen and Lee had pulled him out of that dank, dark cell in the Underground. He had been alone in the pitch black nothing for almost a day, with only a talkative boy and his teddy bear to keep him company... not that he was complaining. He kind of enjoyed it.
What he didn't enjoy, however, was how useless he felt. Both of his legs had been broken in the kidnapping, and Shizune-sama only had the time to do a patch job on them, due to the overwhelming amount of incoming wounded. He didn't enjoy having to stay back while all of his friends, his teammates... possibly rushed off to get themselves killed. He didn't enjoy how similar this felt to those old games of ninja that he had always been left out of. And after he was allowed the time to think on it, he hated the way Ino must have felt when Shika and himself were rushed off into the unknown, chasing someone that they didn't even particularly care for: Uchiha Sasuke.
Trash.
But right as that word that an old foe had used all too frequently ran through his mind, he heard the door open, and familiar footsteps walk in...
What he didn't enjoy, however, was how useless he felt. Both of his legs had been broken in the kidnapping, and Shizune-sama only had the time to do a patch job on them, due to the overwhelming amount of incoming wounded. He didn't enjoy having to stay back while all of his friends, his teammates... possibly rushed off to get themselves killed. He didn't enjoy how similar this felt to those old games of ninja that he had always been left out of. And after he was allowed the time to think on it, he hated the way Ino must have felt when Shika and himself were rushed off into the unknown, chasing someone that they didn't even particularly care for: Uchiha Sasuke.
Trash.
But right as that word that an old foe had used all too frequently ran through his mind, he heard the door open, and familiar footsteps walk in...